Song Lyrics

SONG FOR MY EX..... Content Warning.
You're possibly the worst I've ever had in bed Less than 6 inches and less than 6 seconds With an inability to find a G-spot even with directions and a map
By Amy Lyn Calico4 months ago in Poets
An Infinite Cosmos
An infinite cosmos is the infamous price For inter-lit jewels behind intimate eyes. Why, oh why, can I not sacrifice? Why-iy am I so damn blind??
By Gabriel B. Shames4 months ago in Poets
Christian Poetry: 'What You Did'
This poem serves as an exhortation to believers not to be so focused on prospering themselves while men die in their sins. There is a cloud of witnessess cheering us on to share the way of everlasting life with those around us.
By Heather Clark4 months ago in Poets
Two Paths on a Starry, Starry Night
Two paths converge On a starry, starry night. Two lives unite As the moonlight emerge The worlds revolve and surge Their universes bound tight
By Dean Traylor4 months ago in Poets
THE TRAP
Can’t be falling for the trap Good ones always get the worst…. Maybe I should go and rap Anytime I’ll drop my verse…. They’re all stain It’s full of crap
By Haychie_Artist4 months ago in Poets
Being Punk
Don't give me your suit and tie, thinking I won't see the lie. Don't give me your worthless god of love and the bloody rod.
By Dean Traylor4 months ago in Poets
In The Garden
[Verse 1] In the garden where the first light fell Beneath the trees where shadows dwell A serpent wound around the bough
By Steve Lance4 months ago in Poets
Juniper Street
Unfortunate news for the snakes I've survived: I am officially happy again. 💀 Unless you're new here or you just stumbled in here by accident (hi, how are ya?) you know I’ve been on an absolute marathon of a healing journey. I’ve basically been the poster child for processing trauma and sucking the last remaining drops of poison out of a long history of abuse. It was a lot. I was tired. You were probably tired.
By Sara Wilson4 months ago in Poets
Christian Poetry: 'Calling Out'
I put a bit of a twist on this lyric as I present hypothetical remarks from the Lord. Sometimes we may question whether God hears our cry, but what if God is conversely questioning whether we hear His? What if He is calling out to us, wanting to fellowship with us, and all we do is present our list of wants as if communicating with Santa Claus and then say "amen"? I pray that this composition gives us food for thought about the need to listen and not only speak.
By Heather Clark4 months ago in Poets
Little Iris Wrong-Way Goes. Content Warning.
Iris, Iris, hush your head, who put stones inside your bed? ~ Not the moon. Not the rain. Just the hands that taught you pain.
By Iris Obscura4 months ago in Poets
A reason to stay -song
verse 1 I keep the kitchen light on, just to see the shape of you Messages from yesterday ,things we said that weren’t true
By Chxse4 months ago in Poets
a present day étude
For what it's worth, You'd have to be the dumbest person on Planet Earth to give prosperity doctrine anything but side-eye,
By Chris Z4 months ago in Poets